Bad weekend…

This past weekend was ROUGH.  Not only was Barry out of town when we got the news of the pregnancy/miscarriage but Saturday morning my body finished having the miscarriage.  I woke up Saturday morning with bad cramping which developed into the absolute worst cramping/lower back pain/nausea/cold sweats that I have ever experienced in my life.  After only about 30 minutes of the pain I called the on call RE because I wanted to make sure this was normal.  I was really close to calling 911 I was in so much pain.  I felt like I was about to pass out and was scared since I was home alone.  The on call doctor said that it was fairly normal to experience that kind of pain and recommended that I take 4 Advil every 4 hours or a prescription pain pill if I had any left over from my laparoscopy.  He told me if the pain didn’t get any better to go to the ER.  I didn’t have any left over prescription pills so I took the Advil and after about an hour and a half started to feel a teeny tiny bit of relief.  The extreme pain lasted for almost 3 1/2 hours though and afterwards I crashed and slept for several more.  It was absolutely awful.  That’s the only way to explain it.

I was relieved when Barry got home that night and we could finally really talk about what happened and process everything.  I went back in for more blood work this morning and the RE nurse is supposed to call me with my levels at some point today.  I am expecting them to go down after what I went through on Saturday, but I really would like to hear from her soon so I can get some closure on this whole experience.  I don’t get why I can have my blood drawn at 8am and it is LATE afternoon before I hear back from my nurse.  Really?  Come on now…

Anyway, I am starting to teach an adoption class for the first time tonight.  In order to adopt from DHR in the state of Alabama families must go through a 10-week course called Group Preparation and Selection.  I have recently been trained to teach this class and it begins tonight.  I have never been excited about teaching it because I really hate public speaking (even though I have to do a ton of it with my job) but I am REALLY not looking forward to it now.  There is just so much going on in my personal life and I have so many emotions/feelings rolling around in my head that I just don’t feel like training a big group of potential adoptive families once a week for 10 weeks for 3 hours each night.  We have to cover issues such as Grief and Loss that I am not excited to be talking about right now too.

I know the Lord will give me the strength to get through the class, but I am so so dreading it…please pray for me as I teach these new families!  Pray that I will teach them what they need to know to make an educated decision about adopting and that I will be able to help them become great adoptive parents that can provide excellent homes for these hurting children from foster care!

Thanks again for all of the sweet comments/emails/phone calls that I have gotten from all of you over the past few days!!  I am so blessed…more on that to come…